Page 49 of Full Coverage (Boys of Fall)

She knew she could say anything to him, somehow. They’d only really been getting to know each other for a few days, but it felt like so much longer. She’d told him things she’d never told anyone else, and tonight he’d convinced her that all of that had actually made him fall for her.

She took a breath and said softly, “You.”

His hand stopped moving for a second. “Me?”

She nodded. “I could have used a lot ofyouin high school. The way you look at me. The way you make me feel.”

His eyes darkened and he leaned in, one big hand wrapped around her calf, bracing his other hand on the desk beside her hip. “How do I look at you and make you feel?”

“Special.”

Nolan didn’t say anything to that for a moment. He just looked at her, heat and hunger in his gaze.

Then he dropped to his knees between her legs. The first touch of his tongue was on the ladybug tattoo on her hip that she’d shown him so long ago at the football party. The second was firm and exactly on the spot where she was aching for him. He licked over her clit and she arched her back, gasping. He didn’t go easy. He licked and then sucked, sliding two fingers into her. The pressure was perfect, but it was the words that made her melt and wound her tight at the same time.

“So beautiful.” “Perfect”. “Everything I’ve ever wanted.” “Worship you”. And her favorite, the one that sent her flying, “Love you.”

Randi was still gasping for breath when Nolan rolled her to her stomach as he stood.

The newspaper underneath her crinkled and slid with her as her feet touched the floor and her stomach and breasts pressed into the desktop.

“You have newsprint on your ass.” Nolan stroked his palm over the curve of her butt that had been on top of the newspaper.

“Oh, crap.” She started to get up.

“Sexiest fucking thing I’ve ever seen.” His voice was rough.

She looked over her shoulder at him. He looked completely turned on, his eyes still on her butt. She grinned. “Next tattoo is going right there. Script font. Maybe one of the quotes from the wall.”

His eyes found hers and he was completely serious when he said, “Words are powerful.”

She felt her breath catch at the intense look in his eyes. She nodded.

“Sometimes you can say everything you need to say with just one of them.”

She swallowed and nodded again.

“You know what I want your tattoo to say?”

She shook her head.

“Mine.”

Randi felt such a wave of emotions that tears welled up. One word and he had, indeed, said so much. And made her feel so much.

She had no words of her own.

So she used what she had. She turned and reached for him, sliding his shirt up his body and over his head. She unbuttoned and unzipped his pants, freeing the steely-hard erection that was all for her.

Then it was her turn to go to her knees.

Nolan didn’t try to stop her. His fingers tangled in her hair as she wrapped her fingers around his cock and stroked, then leaned in to take him into her mouth. She licked base to tip, before sucking hard. His deep, very male groan made her whole body pulse with awareness. Yeah,minedefinitely worked for her too. She’d tattoo the word all over his body.

He let her work him for a few minutes but before she was ready, he tugged her to her feet and took her mouth with his in a hot kiss. Then he turned her and pressed her down onto the desk, her breasts against the newspaper. He moved in behind her and she heard the sounds of a condom being opened. Then his hands were on her hips again and he thrust deep with one powerful stroke.

“Yes, Nolan.”

“Damn, you’re perfect. So perfect.” He moved, thrusting in and out in long, slow glides.

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